Hey kids. Yes. I know it's been way too long. A little update for all you out there - this little mermaid is back in the States! Does anyone have any interest in hearing about the rest of my trip? Or, even more juicily, why I came back early? Or should we just go back… Continue reading Long time, no see
I hysterically attempted to wake up in time for breakfast. (Spoiler alert: did not work out too well) I did wake up in time to say goodbye to Emma. She sat near the bar with a cute overnight bag. Truly adorable compared to my hulking suitcase. I hugged her. "Stay in touch, you magical creature?… Continue reading London: Day Three
I attempted to wake up at a reasonable time but this is me we're talking about. Breakfast ended at 10am (definitely out of the question), because I definitely woke up at 1. "I blame jet lag," I told Emma. "No judgment." "So...what are we doing today?" I wanted to see touristy things (aka the London… Continue reading London: Day Two
I really should set an alarm, I thought to myself. You know, just in case...Of course, I passed out before I had the chance to set one and awoke with a start. What year was this?! More importantly, what century? Definitely the 21st. I could tell because of all the messages lighting up my phone.… Continue reading London: Day One (Part II)
My flight to London was non-stop: eight hours, forty-five minutes, and two-hundred fifty dollars. I'd miraculously managed to cram my life into two suitcases. At check-in, the desk attendant kindly informed me that my carry-on was too heavy, so I got to experience the joy of shifting shit from one bag to the other. Then… Continue reading London: Day One
